Fortunately, it wasn't really a head-on confrontation.
On the ships of the Great Chu Dynasty's navy, half the men weren't even sailors but archers from the Divine Engine Camp.
Having sortied for battle, how could they not return with a few heads?!
Whether many or few, returning empty-handed was always an ill omen, wasn't it?
And archers were the only ones who could take heads without direct contact or hand-to-hand combat.
So, the sailors were primarily there to row the boats.
The real combatants were the archers.
General Liang stood on the deck of the foremost warship.
He almost had to crane his neck to watch the enemy ships drawing ever closer.
Why look up? Because the enemy's warships were simply colossal.
He had never before seen warships so massive, imposing, and sturdy.
Not only were the ordinary soldiers stunned, but even he himself was flabbergasted.
A general beside him asked, lips trembling, "General, we… we…" He could barely get the words out.
